Chen Pan was not polite in this dirty place. He slapped it with one palm and the small Zhoutian Star Fighting Array exploded in the palm of his palm.

The Hehuan Sect has been passed down for tens of millions of years and there are a large number of guardian formations around it. Unfortunately, in front of Chen Pan, it is useless. Not to mention these formations, even if the people who set up the formation came in person, it is not worth mentioning in his eyes.

With a loud bang, the entire Chinu Mountain was directly shot into the strata and instantly turned into flat ground.

Although this time, although the suction pattern was not used, only a few people escaped, and the others were photographed as powder in Chi Nu Mountain.

This palm will not only completely remove the Hehuan Sect from the world from now on, but it will not happen overnight to return to the eyes of the world, and it will even disappear from the ancient continent from now on.

"Who is it, actually..." several monks who escaped by chance shouted. This was not a question, it was really a physiological instinct, a sound made by extreme panic.

However, it sounded so noisy to Chen Pan. He slapped him with a palm, and there was no suspense, and he directly slapped the person who escaped to death. Moody is the most appropriate way to describe Chen Pan at this moment.

Some monks who happened to pass by saw this scene were frightened to death, like sieve, trying desperately to restrain themselves without making any sound.

After slandering the Hehuan Sect, Chen Pan immediately flew to the next sect.

I once envied the sword saint for subverting the Plague Poison Sect with one sword and also landed a bright world on the border of China. Now I can do it too. I can easily erase a sect of inheritance with my hands, but my dead relatives can no longer be resurrected.

The enemy is immortal. The killing continues. He wants to make all those involved pay the price of blood and life. He wants to let everyone know that Chen Pan does not only know how to sacrifice for justice. If necessary, he can even wait for the so-called doomsday catastrophe of Heavenly Meaning to come, and he will first cause irreparable damage to the world.

It was only when Chen Pan's figure disappeared that the passing monks regained their physical consciousness.

"It's so scary. Who is this person? Why attack the Hehuan Sect?"

"With one palm, there are probably few people in the ancient continent that can smooth out the Hehuan Sect today."

"Hehuan Sect is a Wanzai Sect. There are many sects related to it, and something big will happen in the evil cultivation world."

Everyone was talking, not understanding how the Hehuan Sect offended this powerful man.

At the same time, someone said suspiciously: "Why do I feel like this person looks very familiar?"

"Yes. I feel this way, but I can't remember it for a while." Others said the same.

"Chen Pan, this person is Chen Pan. I remember it. He used the magical power when he used the world and the world when he fought with the overlord!" Suddenly someone exclaimed loudly.

The world of heaven and earth is a magical power of the barbarians, but generally barbarians use it only for more than a thousand meters high. Chen Pan used it to be ten thousand meters of body, so it is deeply memorable.

"Yes, it's him. It's him. Wasn't he forced to go to another world? Why did he come back?" Others also remembered that this hero who has been portrayed for hundreds of years has returned, but he is full of murderous intent. What is the purpose of?

Chen Pan would not know what happened behind him. Even if he knew, he didn't care. He had planned to let everyone know that someone had avenged the tragedy of the Northern Wilderness Manyuan, and the Avenger was Chen Pan.

Leaving the Hehuan Sect, turning to the southeast. From the memory of Saint Xuanming, there is a sect called the Grievance Sect. It has average strength. Due to the great changes in the world over the years, there have been strong saints, but there are only one person.

Although this sect is average, they also participated in the matter back then, so Chen Pan would definitely not let them go.

The Grudge Spirit Sect is built on an ancient cemetery. It is said that there was a great battle here, and countless cultivators fell to it. The Grudge Spirit Sect practices by collecting the power of incomplete souls. It can use extremely resentful techniques and sacrifices with strangers, which are extremely vicious.

Without saying a word, Chen Pan felt extremely comfortable and rushed to this ancient cemetery like lightning. He didn't want to talk too much, so he raised his palm and wanted to slap it, but he just slapped it halfway, and suddenly he was stunned and stopped.

In his spiritual sense, there was no one in this cemetery, it was empty.

What's going on? Could it be that there is an ambush? Chen Pan frowned, but was not afraid, lowered his body and strode in.

After so many years of living in another world, his courage is no longer the same. As the saying goes, he is very skilled and brave. He dares to even break into the sleeping temple of the Supreme Light, so where else can he dare not go?

The spiritual consciousness spread endlessly, and walked in like a meteor. No trap was found, but there was indeed no figure.

What's going on? Could it be that these people are just like golden crows and have something to do? But it won't be that the entire sect will leave!

Chen Pan wandered around in the cemetery for a while, but still had no gains. He took the air and walked around for a while, and found a quasi-saint practicing millions of miles away.

He flew over and directly arrested the man from his cave and brought him to the sect of the Respectful Spirit Sect.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Quasi-Saint asked loudly, but obviously lacking confidence. The man on the other side easily controlled himself, without any strength to fight back, so how could he not be afraid?

"Where has the Grievance Sect gone?" Chen Pan asked expressionlessly. A million miles away, in this world, this quasi-saint should know something.

"How could I know..." The quasi-saint said one after another. He was a monk from the ancient continent and was about to enter the realm of a saint. He was once a hero, so he naturally had his own temper.

However, before he could finish his words, Chen Pan directly slapped out, razing the entire Respectful Spirit Sect to the ground, and said coldly again: "Where has Respectful Spirit Sect gone? I only asked this time."

I only asked this time, if I had to ask questions, I wouldn't have to say more. This is Chen Pan's final rational restraint, otherwise I would just use the soul searching technique.

Seeing Chen Pan's appearance like a god of death, the quasi-saint dared not continue to talk nonsense. While trembling, he said everything he knew was like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

This guy ruined the foundation of the Respectful Spirit Sect and didn't even brow his eyebrows. If he wanted to kill himself, he would probably not blink his eyelids.

The quasi-saint said it very detailed, but there was no answer Chen Pan wanted. He only knew that the Respectful Spirit Sect was still there yesterday, and he didn't know what happened one night, and they all left one after another, not one left.

Although this quasi-saint is also very strange, it is the business of other sects themselves, so naturally they will not ask about it.

One night, they left one after another, and only one left. Chen Pan frowned and had already guessed what had happened.

I'm afraid that someone has informed me because I don't cover it up.

No matter what, you will find out when you go to the next sect.

Ascends into the air, Chen Pan continues to go southeast. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!